Today is going to be really annoying. School always has to come to ruin everyone’s hopes and dreams, right? I really hope I don’t bump into Jonathan today. He’s probably going to question why I didn’t respond to him yesterday. It’s not like I’m his girlfriend anymore. He should leave me alone, right? He probably won’t leave me alone. I don’t want him to continue ruining my life.
“Hey, Bre, why didn’t you answer me all weekend? I’ve been worried about you,” Nicole exclaims. I glare at her a little bit over my shoulder. She backs away a little bit. She should have known that it was Carson’s anniversary. I’m pretty disappointed that I have to tell her.
“You should know why, Nicole. I really shouldn’t have to explain it to you. You are my best friend,” I respond with coldness in my voice. She thinks for a couple of moments. Tears start to form in her eyes after she figures it out. I can feel tears starting to well up in my own eyes as well. I hate crying in school because I think other people will make fun of me. I’m a little upset now. I run away and Nicole yells out my name.
On the way to the bathroom I run into the tramp. She looks a bit concerned when she sees I’m crying. I have a feeling she is about to do something evil. She follows me into the bathroom. No one else is in there. I’m crying pretty hard right now. “What’s wrong, Aubrey? You shouldn’t cry. It makes you look pathetic. Other people are going to pick on you. I hope they do because you deserve it. People are on my side. They know you are bullying me. Everyone in this school hates you. You’re an ugly person. You shouldn’t even be in this school. Why don’t you leave and never come back?”
She starts laughing really hard. I cry a little harder than before. Why do people have to make others feel bad? Why does Michelle have to say horrible things like this to me? Everything she said is affecting me. I try to stop myself from crying, but I can’t. Before I have a chance to respond another girl walks in. She has dark brown hair that looks black with red highlights and grey eyes. She is glaring daggers at Michelle. “Michelle, is that you?”
“Yeah, who wants to know,” she asks with a glare of her own.
“Your old arch enemy, Theresa. Do you remember me, witch? I sure remember you. I want revenge for what you did. I dislike you so much. I see you are picking on someone else,” Theresa says while looking over at me. She smiles at me a little bit and I smile back. She seems to be a really nice person. I wonder what the “wicked witch of the waste” did to her. I’ve never met her before.” Are you alright?”
“I’m fine...I just didn’t think her words were going to affect me. I had a bad weekend. I’ll be alright. Thank you,” I respond. I wipe my eyes dry. The two just glare at each other.
“I remember you now! What are you doing back here? I thought I ran you out of town. You really don’t deserve to be here like this chick,” Michelle responds while pointing towards me. I don’t say a word.
“Well you know what...I’m better than you think I am. I’m stronger than I was before. You won’t be able to run me out of town this time. I’m also back in town because my father has a job down here. Why don’t you back off before that big nose of yours gets bruised?”
“Why don’t you back off, weakling? I handled you well last time. I hope you’re scared,” Michelle laughs. Her laugh is a lot colder than it normally is. Before I know it a fight breaks out. Michelle starts the fight. She tries to punch the new girl. The new girl blacks it easily. She definitely has the upper hand. She punches Michelle in the face. Michelle screams out in pain. She runs away crying to the office. The new girl is probably going to get in trouble. I hope she doesn’t.
“Hey Theresa, are you alright? I’m really sorry for what she’s done to you in the past. She is picking on me because she stole my ex-boyfriend. She is also now trying to steal one of my new friends.”
“I seriously don’t like that girl. She is such a horrible person. I really hope that I broke her nose. She deserves it. She called me a weakling...yet she ran away crying. Who claims to be strong and then runs away? They should stay and fight like the rest of us,” Theresa responds with a small smile.
“I know you’re going to be called to the office soon. I will back you up. I hope she gets suspended from school. I’m also going to write an incident report against her. She has been bullying me for a couple of weeks now. I’m tired of it,” I tell Theresa.
Theresa is called to the office a couple of minutes later. A security guard comes to pick her up. I ask the security guard if I can go with them. I really want to fill out this incident report. I ask for one as soon as we get to the office. Michelle is sitting a chair glaring at us from across the room. I write the incident report. The principal calls Theresa into the office. I tell the principal that she was sticking up for me because Michelle was bullying me. Theresa got into less trouble because of it. I’m one of the principal’s favorite students. I’m happy she got off with a warning. I also hand him my incident report. He calls Michelle into his office. She is going to get what she deserves.
“WHAT? WHY AM I GETTING SUSPENDED,” I hear Michelle yell. She’s a really loud person.
“Hey Aubrey, thanks for helping me out. You really didn’t have to do that,” Theresa responds with a huge smile on her face.
“You’re very welcome. You deserved to be helped. Michelle needed to be taken down. I hate that she picks on me every chance she gets.”
“She used to do that to me also. I was so weak when I first came to this school. I am so much stronger now than I was back then. I didn’t want to get picked on ever again so I started to train myself. Before I moved here I used to get into a lot of fights. Someone was always trying to bully me. I just couldn’t take it anymore. Are you alright now, Aubrey? I saw you were upset before.”
“I’m okay...my best friend forgot something important. My brother passed away three months ago on Saturday. It’s been a hard weekend. I’m sorry...I didn’t mean to share my problems with you. I just met you. I would love for you to be my friend, Theresa. I feel like we’d have a fun time hanging out. Wow, I’m sorry you were bullied in your last school. I hate when people bully others,” I respond giving her the biggest smile I can muster.
“Hey, don’t worry about it! I would love to be friends! It would be nice to actually have a friend in this school. So many people don’t remember me. Well, I’ll see you later. I need to get to my first class,” Theresa responds. She waves goodbye. Michelle is glaring at me again through the glass. I don’t care anymore honestly. She really doesn’t matter to me. All that matters at the moment is that I made a new friend today. I will be there for her no matter what happens with Michelle.